Tis a dainty thing to command, though 'twere but a flock of sheep.

Where one door shuts another opens.

I had rather munch a crust of brown bread and an onion in a corner, without any more ado, or ceremony, than feed upon turkey at another man's table.

Until death it is all life.

There are only two families in the world, my old grandmother used to say, the Haves and the Have-nots.

We ought to love our Maker for His own sake, without either hope of good or fear of pain.

Arms are my ornaments, warfare my repose.